journal · nonsense

one of those dreams

dreamed of a wedding. probably and hour to a wedding. mine.

i chose a plaited skirt and a checkered blouse for the day. together with a set of glass jewelry my mom gave me when i was still a teenager. everybody was so in a hurry and telling me to go downstairs in a jiffy. i looked out of the window and could see the whole town from it. sunlight pouring in slowly. first the skyscrapers then small houses behind them. yellow, perfect light.

there were lots of satay. and satay only :))

everything was new. different from the real wedding i ever had.

everything changed. except for the groom. he was still the same.

you.

day six of 365

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